Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
Nod-01.02.22
Liquid machine of destiny
Flying my blood
Nod: lower and raise one's head slightly and briefly 2) in extremely high and your neck loses its bones and your head goes up and down
Nodding
addicted v to Honey wicked honey in me bed
On me nod
Hearing St. Vincent
See those soft lips moving-
But no words (I know what she means)
smile and nod
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
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